The more Lao Xu said this, the more curious Song Jiang wanted to know. In addition, it was also related to the whereabouts of the mute ghost sister, so he quickly begged Lao Xu not to be so pretentious and to tell him what the hell this sister's drum was. One thing.
After hearing this, Lao Xu pushed up his glasses and said, "It is said that the Ajie drum is a magical instrument that can connect the two realms of yin and yang and can communicate with the gods. Therefore, it is often used in some ancient tribes to worship the gods. But since it can communicate with the gods, , then this thing must be transcendent and holy. The skins of ordinary livestock cannot be made into Ajie drums. Therefore, pure girls who have never experienced love must be selected, and their skins must be used to make the drum heads and two leg bones. Drumsticks.”
Song Jiang felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, "What? Did I hear it correctly? Are you saying that all Sister's drums are made of the human skin of young girls?"
Lao Xu nodded and said, "Not only that, it is best for girls to be mute, otherwise their tongues will be cut out and their ears will be pierced to ensure that they do not listen to dirty words or speak dirty words and are not polluted by the world, because they worship Sister Gu. The ancient tribe believes that only in this way can the so-called purity and sanctity be maintained, and this is the purest soul needed to make Ajie drums."
After hearing this, Song Jiang murmured to himself, "So... the mute ghost's sister basically meets all the conditions. Could it be that she is the psychic drum in the sacrificial ceremony?!"
After hearing this, Meng Zhe said in a deep voice, "This also explains why the high priest told the mute ghost that he would be reunited with his sister soon."
Song Jiang did not expect that the ancient slave society could be so cruel, and even inhumane. They treated people as goods, sold and gave them away at will, and beat, scolded and slaughtered them at will...
I thought the mute ghost was already miserable enough. His tongue was cut out when he was a child, he was separated from his family when he grew up, and he was skinned and made into a totem... But his sister Mei Duo turned out to be even worse. She had to go through so much. Not to mention the pain, he would eventually have to be skinned and dismembered to make a Ouija drum.
At this time, Ah Fu sighed and said, "If this is really the case, then wouldn't it be that these brother and sister saw each other every day but didn't know each other in those years?"
Only then did Song Jiang remember that the mute ghost really loved that psychic drum and was very careful every time he wiped it. Now it seems that there must be something predetermined, or maybe poor Mei Duo is using her own way to express feelings to my brother...
Thinking of this, Song Jiang said with a grimace, "If all the assumptions are true, then where should we go now to help the mute ghost find his sister? Or where should we go to find the one who makes people feel cold all over? Where’s my sister’s drum?!”
After hearing this, Lao Xu shook his head and said, "It's really hard to find... The tribe and civilization where the two brothers and sisters belong should have been extinct long ago. It's not easy for this totem image to be handed down. Compared to that Ouija drums are more likely to end up in private collections. If the owner does not come forward and say that he has the item, our manual search is really like finding a needle in a haystack."
Ah Fu acted like an old scholar when he heard this. He stood on the counter with his hands clasped behind his back and said, "As the long river of history continues to this day, naturally many civilizations have been submerged over time and eventually disappeared. But, As long as they have existed, they will definitely leave a mark on history...Although I am just a little bookworm, I have read a lot of books, and I have been knowledgeable for five hundred years and five hundred years."
"Stop talking nonsense...get to the point!" Meng Zhe said impatiently.
Afu suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "The point is, if you let me taste the note with Mei Duo's name on it, I can find the origin of the paper..."
When Song Jiang heard this, his eyes immediately lit up and he said, "Little Afu, do you still have this ability? It seems that I really underestimate you. In this way, if I can find out the origin of this paper, then I will treat you to a big meal." meal!"
Unexpectedly, Ah Fu straightened his face and said, "Don't be too happy... I can find out the origin of that note, but there are two questions you have to think about in advance. The first one is that note. I couldn't spit it out after I ate it. It was the mute ghost's treasure. Can he agree? Also, I can only find out the origin of this piece of paper by eating it, but I can't guarantee that I can find the mute ghost's sister with this clue. .”
Song Jiang saw that Ah Fu was really a kid. Although he looked stupid like a kid, he actually had eight hundred thoughts. The two problems he mentioned should not be underestimated, especially the second one. If The final result was good, so he could naturally convince the mute ghost to take out the note, but as Ah Fu said, even if he found the source of the paper, what should he do if there was still no whereabouts of Mei Duo? !
Seeing Song Jiang's hesitant look, Meng Zhe said in a deep voice, "I'll come and talk to the mute ghost after dark... No matter what, this is a direction of investigation. Otherwise, where would he ask us to look for all the living beings in the world?" Give him Mei Duo, a female ghost who has been dead for thousands of years?!"
As soon as the sky turned dark, black air began to steam around the totem statue. The mute ghost seemed a little impatient and wanted to come out quickly. Not long after, his figure appeared in the library again...
Perhaps it was because of his second visit that the mute ghost became less restrained and looked around curiously. Song Jiang and the others who had been waiting for him for a long time now all looked at him.
Seeing this, the mute ghost quickly bowed to several people. Although he couldn't speak, he also knew that this was the benefactor who could help him find his sister... When Song Jiang saw an ancient man from a thousand years ago saluting him, he quickly responded politely. He returned the gift so as not to lose his life.
When Meng Zhe saw that the mute ghost had come out, he stopped talking nonsense and told him the current situation. If he agreed, he would have to take out the piece of paper with his sister's name on it.
Unexpectedly, the mute ghost didn't speak after hearing this, and kept looking at his feet blankly. For a time, Song Jiang and the others wondered if he didn't understand Meng Zhe's words at all? ! As a result, just when Meng Zhe was about to explain to him again, he saw that the mute ghost had already reached out and handed over the note...
Song Jiang could see that the mute ghost valued this small note very much, because in his opinion, this was the only connection between him and his sister. Thinking of this, Song Jiang placed the note neatly on the counter. Then he took out his phone and took a photo.
"Don't worry, this can be preserved forever!" Song Jiang said to the mute ghost with a smile.
Next, the note was handed over to little Ah Fu's hand. He looked at the note, which was only half the size of an adult's hand. He couldn't put it down for a while. Although he had eaten countless pieces of paper in his life, he couldn't take it with him like this. This is the first time I am on a mission...
Today’s update... Ajie drum really existed in history, but the story is fictional.
(End of chapter)
